Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1333 The pit is 320 meters deep, the past of delicious food
Song Yan bit her lower lip, lowered her head and said nothing, she didn't notice Mo Jiu's murderous eyes.And Wanyan Xiuxiu poured water into his mouth, but was gouged out by her piercing eyes, and he choked all of a sudden, couldn't stop coughing, and even sprayed a mouthful of tea foam.

"Ahem! I haven't seen you for a few months, mother, how did you become so rude?"

Looking her up and down, Wanyanxiu wiped her chin with a handkerchief, and continued to click tut.

"Not only did he grow fat, he also turned into a tigress! No wonder, no wonder Xiao Qian refused to come back to see you—"

"I'm asking you! Stop talking nonsense!"

Mo Jiu was filled with hatred, and he slammed the table violently when he heard him being careless.

With this beat, the teapot on the table buzzed, and the baby in her belly seemed to move as well.

She gritted her teeth, "Say! Who bullied her?"

"No one has ever bullied me." The person who answered her was Song Yan.

She raised her head and saw that Mo Jiu was furious, and quickly grabbed her arm with a flustered look on her face.

"Mo Jiu, don't be in a hurry. Sit down first, and then we'll talk. You can't be in a hurry. Sit down, come on, sit down and talk."

"Can't sit down!"

After Mo Jiu finished speaking viciously, she sat down while holding her belly.Feeling the baby's fetal movement, she kept following her breath, and said loudly, "I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off. Well you Wanyanxiu, I entrust this person to you, just like this... ..."

"What's wrong with me?" Wan Yanxiu's handsome face was also gloomy.

After he finished roaring in a low voice, he glanced at Song Yan, whose cheeks were pale. There seemed to be a dark cloud pressing down on the bottom of his eyes, covering all his emotions in darkness.Even talking to Mo Jiu, I couldn't suppress my anger, "Am I still at a loss? Who should I talk to?"

Did he lose money?

Where did this come from?

Mo Jiu was taken aback.

Look at him, then look at Song Yan, suddenly find something wrong?
"Could it be you..."

She couldn't continue, she was completely in a state of shock.

Wan Yanxiu snorted coldly, the breath coming out of his nostrils was full of fire, and his voice was several times louder than before, "I am the majestic lord of a country, and I have countless beauties in the harem, what kind of woman do I want? I When was a woman riding over my head? But my mother was given to me by a woman, to..."

for what?
What did you give?

The corners of Mo Jiu's lips trembled, and his ears perked up, but he didn't hear the following.

With a thought, she came to her senses, the corners of her lips were pulled away abruptly, and she calmly changed her sitting position.

"Say!? I don't understand."

"I can't fucking say it!" Wanyanxiu brushed off his robe with a livid face, and turned his eyes away, not looking at Song Yan or Mo Jiu, but looking at Mei'er angrily, "Go Prepare water and meals for the third master. The third master has not had a good bath for several days, so he ate and drank well. Hurry up!"

This……

Why did you cut off the conversation?

Mo Jiu thought that a man like Wan Yanxiu would have to suffer a lot to become so angry, right?

But if the loss he suffers is that Song Yan is pregnant with a child, then... it's not a loss, right?
In other words, who is worse between the two?

Rubbing her forehead, Mo Jiu suddenly nodded.

"...What evil did you do!"

I yelled, I yelled, I yelled, no matter what, Song Yan's figure was plump, her complexion was not good, but she was in good spirits, and she didn't seem to have been wronged too much, at least judging from her appearance, she didn't have a heart. If she is unwilling, then she doesn't want to force Wan Yanxiu to speak up.

Mo Jiu smiled lightly and ordered Mei'er to prepare water and meals, then sent Wan Yanxiu down to wash up, eat and drink, then took Song Yan back to her room, and asked Shen Xinyue to bring her nutritious meals to the table, alone Reminisce with her.

The screen retreated to the left and right, and the two sat opposite each other in the room.

You look at me, I look at you, Mo Jiu was silent for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

……

……

After following Wan Yanxiu back to Alejin, the capital of the Queen's Kingdom, Song Yan followed him into the palace, but did not accompany him.

Seriously speaking, Wan Yanxiu never abused her, let alone owed her the slightest bit.It can even be said that he treated her very well. When someone brought her into the palace, she was allocated a separate palace to live in, and there were maids to wait on her. She was taken care of for three meals a day, so how could it be considered a bad treatment?

It's just that he has too many things to take care of her, so if he treats her well, it will become a disaster for her.

During that period of time, it also became Song Yan's torment like a nightmare...

Thinking of a beautiful woman like her, neither a slave nor a concubine, living in the harem of the king, at the beginning, everyone had to think about whether she was the new favorite of the king, and what status she had in the heart of the king , why is there such a treatment?But after a long time, everyone not only didn't give her canonization after watching Yan Xiu, but also never went to see her once, and they gradually understood.

It turned out that she was just an abandoned woman.

In the palace, an abandoned woman who is not favored and has no background connections, what will happen to her?

Although Mo Jiu has only watched one or two palace fighting dramas, he probably understands them all.

She was excluded in Wanyanxiu's harem.

It's easy for a group of women to bully a woman.

Her diet changed, from more to less.

Her clothes changed, from fine to coarse.

Her status has changed, from master to servant.

Everything about her...has changed.

Slowly, even the maids who served her listened to other concubines bullying her.

Calling every day should not, calling the earth and the earth not working, Song Yan seemed to have been peeled off alive——

In those days, she wanted to see Wanyan Xiu like crazy, but she couldn't see him, no matter how hard she tried.

Wan Yanxiu is an extreme hedonist. The place where he lives is magnificent, with red walls and green tiles, which can be compared to Bianjing, the former capital of the Ping Kingdom. But for Song Yan, in those gloomy days, the palace It has become a beautiful cage.Imprisoned her body, also imprisoned her soul.

The palace was heavily guarded, she couldn't see Wanyanxiu, and she didn't even have a chance to escape.

She has no one of her own, and in a foreign country, it is even more difficult to deliver news.

At the most difficult time, she thought she would die in Alejin.

In other words, she wished that she really died several times.

However, the parents in the sky are still looking at her, how can she die before she sees her revenge with her own eyes?
Song Yan was too pampered when she was a child, and her pampered life made her innocent by nature, and also developed her shortcoming of not knowing how to guess people's hearts.Such a woman would feel sorry for those high walls and deep courtyards if she didn't suffer in the palace.However, she is simple, but not stupid.

In that season, the sky was covered with heavy snow, and the temperature in Alejin was so low that it could freeze cattle and sheep to death, and of course it could freeze people to death.

She has no meals, no charcoal fire to keep warm, life is worse than death.

But if a person wants to live, he will always find a way.

Her method is very vulgar, but also the most effective.

That night, she was so hungry and cold that she was about to lose consciousness all over her body. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she made up her mind to sneak to the stove, took kindling from the firebox, found some lamp oil, and lit it directly. The tents in the palace—

On the night when Mo Jiu traveled with Xiao Qian for three days and attacked Longzhou at night, Song Yan set fire to the palace in Alejin, and the flames soaring into the sky finally caught Wanyanxiu's attention.

Wan Yanxiu had some concubines, but no queen.

Moreover, he is not a licentious person, and he started to take care of the government personally when he returned to Alejin, so for more than a month, he did not go to the harem, and he did not even favor a single woman, let alone Song Yan.

The fact is that he has almost forgotten about Song Yan.

This time Song Yan set fire to the palace and brought back his memory.Those who complained also came up to petition, asking the king to deal with that vicious woman severely.

Murder and arson are vicious indeed.

What a sin to commit?

In their opinion, if Song Yan did such a thing, she would definitely not be able to escape Wan Yanxiu's murderous hands.

After all, the Queen of the Kingdom is not a good person in the pure sense.

Wan Yanxiu was indeed not a good person, and he could even be said to be ruthless when he dealt with others.But how can a man like him fail to see through the tricks of jealousy between women?

When he rushed over against the strong wind and snow, Song Yan was being tied up and kneeling in the yard, lying limply on the snow, dying, her breathing was weak, and she was about to die.

This time, he became impatient.

He didn't care about Song Yan's life or death, but if she died here, how would he explain to Mo Jiu?He is very clear about Mo Jiu's character. He always has a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and he is extremely protective of her own people. Song Yan has been brought under her protection. If Song Yan dies, won't Mo Jiu take his skin off?

"Come here! Send the imperial physician quickly!"

Song Yan remembered the roaring sound most clearly.

That was the most beautiful sound of nature she heard before she was about to die.There was never a moment when she felt that Wanyanxiu's voice was so beautiful, like a god descended to her side suddenly, rescued her, and pulled her back from despair.

Pouring soup, bathing, warming up, drinking medicine...

After changing the servant of the palace, she became the master and empress again.

But her body was too weak, her body was severely damaged, she was eating and drinking well, and it took the imperial doctor nearly half a month to snatch her back from the gate of hell.

After going through such a life-and-death journey, she took many things lightly, and she became a lot different from before.

People grow only through experience, and so does Song Yan.

She found that no matter whether it was Xiao Qian or those emotions in the past, they were actually the melancholy that she found out in the good life.After living the real hard life, you will know that the wind, flowers, moon and snow are all fake, and only by living can it be true.Only by living can there be hope, and only by living well and avenging one's revenge can one not live this life in vain.

To say anything else is useless.

Once she figured this out, she figured out everything.

Since Mo Jiudu could choose to commit himself to such an ugly Prince Su He in order to avenge Xiao Qian...

Then, she, Song Yan, a woman who bears the blood and blood of her parents, why can't she commit herself to a handsome king?

Isn't the king more powerful than the prince?Aren't there more soldiers and horses?Isn't revenge more hopeful?

Song Yan finally ignited hope, and also remembered her protective wings-her only weapon is herself.She had to use her only advantage as a woman to capture Wanyan Xiu.

Even if she knew that he had Mo Jiu in his heart, she didn't care.

Because Mo Jiu doesn't love him, she doesn't love him either.

There is no love for each other, no soul for each other, so what is there to be afraid of?
……

In the days that followed, Song Yan tried every means to get close to Wan Yanxiu, just to have something to do with him.She originally thought that a frivolous man like Wan Yanxiu should be extremely casual in matters between men and women.

Don't they all say "women chase men, interlayer yarn"?
She was good-looking, and it would not be difficult to get into his bed.

Although going to his bed is not the ultimate goal, but going to his bed is the first step of revenge.

Only when she gets into his bed can she become his woman.

Only when she becomes his woman, can she ask for anything else.

A raging flame ignited in Song Yan's heart, and she set herself the goal of "taking him within ten days".

It has to be said that Song Yan is confident.

She was a pretty girl who never trusted her looks.

But as a result of being too conceited, the blow has become naked...

right!Wanyanxiu didn't leave any covering cloth for her.

When she tried all the methods she could think of, what she got in return was his disdainful smile.

"If you despise yourself like this again, I'll have someone strip you naked and throw you into the snow! Let's see if you're still cheap!"

Song Yan remembered that she was blushing and wished she could bury her head in the ground.

"...how do you want me?"

If she was so weak, she didn't know how she asked.But she really asked, maybe when a person is reduced to dust, his face will also return to dust.She is no longer a princess, so where does she have dignity?

Wan Yanxiu answered her.

Just one sentence, gouged out her body like a knife, deep enough to see the bones.

"No matter what, I won't want you! Go away—"

Such a decisive Wanyanxiu made Song Yan very decadent for a few days.

In this era where chastity is more important than life, when she thought about what she had done, she felt ashamed and annoyed. She couldn't help looking down on herself, and she didn't dare to do anything wrong.

People are afraid of embarrassing themselves, they are afraid of walking into their own demons, and they will never be able to climb out again.

But people are so strange, once you get used to that person, even his shadow will slowly seep into your heart.

It seems that if I don't see him for a day, something is missing...

This feeling made Song Yan a little flustered, and she even felt that she should take the initiative to explain something to him.

Those frivolities, those seductions, those temptations... She wanted to tell him that it was all due to her own love.

No, actually, she wanted to show him that she was a good girl.

On the day when she wanted to see him the most, she looked left and right, but he didn't come.

At this time, her whole body was in a mess——

Even when she was in love with Xiao Qian the most, she didn't feel so uncomfortable.

Why in Wanyanxiu, she has not fallen in love with him, yet he can influence her like this?

Song Yan couldn't figure it out, she waited in the palace for several days, but she didn't see Wanyanxiu again.

The turning point happened a month later——

In February of the second year of Jingchang, Mo Jiu brought her food, wine, and the letter from Xinglong Mountain.

Mo Jiu said that she could send someone to pick her up.

At that moment, Song Yan's heart was full of emotion and anticipation.

It seemed that he suddenly let go of his worries, and wished he could rush to Xinglong Mountain and hug her tightly.

But she had a small concern, and with a concern, she felt a little lost.

She didn't know if she would be able to see Wanyanxiu in this life if she left Alejin this time.So, with the fine wine and food brought by Mo Jiu, and thinking of Mo Jiu, she hit it off with Wan Yanxiu and sat down together, having that unusual dinner.

On a cool and breezy night, for Tiansiren, both of them drank a little too much.

... No, maybe Wan Yanxiu missed Mo Jiu even more, he drank more than Song Yan.

When Song Yan helped him into the room, he was already a little unconscious.

Song Yan wanted to take care of him once, wiped his body carefully, changed his clothes, and wanted to leave the room, but when he was drunk, he suddenly grabbed her hand, dragged her up to the couch superior.He hadn't been close to the woman for a long time, he smelled the fragrance in her hair, his mind was confused, his breathing became heavier, he leaned on her body, kissed her hard, wanted him hard, and said too many vague words.

Listening to what he said and watching him do that, Song Yan couldn't struggle, and she didn't have the thought of struggling, she just let him chew on her, and let him vent the most primitive human desire on her body...

From start to finish, she wasn't comfortable, and he seemed to be trudging too.She didn't know why he did this, and he didn't know who she was.He was just missing a person, a woman who made delicious food from afar and sent it over.

But Wan Yanxiu is not a person who is completely drunk.

Halfway through the joy, he was already mostly awake.

Who is the woman in the arms?He woke up with a start, his black eyes full of embarrassment.But he is a man, he will not leave the stage halfway, let alone deny it.He stroked her messy hair, and sighed softly in her ear, "I will give you whatever you want. For a concubine or a concubine, you can choose one."

Being a concubine or concubine is not what Song Yan wants.

And the absurdity of the world almost made her cry.

When she designed Wanyan Xiu with a beauty trick, she originally wanted to be a concubine to achieve her own goals.

But one day, she suddenly, suddenly changed her mood——

This man was her first man and her only man.When a woman's body is taken by a man, it is easy to hold her soul in the palm of her hand and dedicate it to him sincerely.

This is especially true for women nowadays, especially for Song Yan.

She can't do what she once thought.

That would make her feel even more dirty and embarrassing.

In front of the person she likes, she wants dignity.

Moreover, she wanted so much to leave a trace of beauty in his heart.

She was so afraid, so afraid that he would look down on her, afraid that he would think that she had racked her brains just for the position of concubine that she didn't care about at all.

But can she say love?

The night wind is gentle.

Candlelight reflects.

With her eyes half closed, at the moment when he couldn't help herself, she hugged him tightly and smiled faintly.

"Please send someone to send me to Xinglong Mountain."

(End of this chapter)